In my late 20s, I mixed k-pins and Malibu rum......I liked Malibu rum and pineapple, but I always had doubles.
Anyway, I was leaving the bar and my BF was worried, so he followed me outta there, and that’s all the further he followed me. I pulled out, didn’t make the full left turn, went up over a curb across the street, and landed my car on top of one of those stone, city trash cans. I kept trying to push the gas, but my wheels just kept spinning in the air. My BF knew I was totally shitfaced. He told me we had to get outta there. We went to a Shell gas station where I knew the guy that worked there, and he called a tow truck to the site. We went back to my place after that. Within a half hour, I got a call from a cop, he had arrived at the scene as the tow truck driver was finishing hooking up my car. He questioned me about the accident, I did the best I could to explain it, and why I left the scene; all the while I know I was slurring my speech. Probably one of my top five nights of being so trashed and not puking. I got lucky, and he let me off the phone. Never heard another word about it.
Whew!!
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Originally posted by MORALLY SUPERIOR BEING V: A Cat-Girl/Boy Under Every Bed
If you don't carry a sword around with you should hang your head in shame.
What happens if someone walks up to you, slaps you with a glove, and challenges you to a duel?
How do you defend your honor?
The trick is to have no honor to defend in the first place.
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Originally posted by Robert
Went to school for hard knocks I got a big cock Yeah I run the block, it's my trappin spot. I lost my best friend to a hot shot. Cut the dope with the filler cook it in a pot.
Translation:
I live at home with mom and work at BK, I have a 1992 car with 254,000 miles on it and no wheels at the moment. I like to date high school girls because they are still naive and think I'm cool because I give them weed, women my age just think I'm a loser.
I once knocked a guy out with one punch, sure it was a sucker punch and he was 72yrs old but it still counts.
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I had a nasty motorcycle accident in Macclesfield after a chick I was trying to bang refused to give me a good night kiss after I'd drove her home, I still have the road rash scars...some new bypass that was opened in around ummm '92 or so.
The cop interviewing me at the hospital (as they scrubbed the road gravel out of my wounds) said "how fast were you going"...I said "45"...he said "We measured the the scraping on the NEW road surface at 273 ft and the blood trail was 74ft...don't tell me you were doing 45"
He let me off with a warning in the end because no one else was involved and said "Don't come to my town again".
The upside was the chick felt guilty and blamed herself and bestowed her body on me, the downside was I was wrapped up in fucking bandages and couldn't take advantage of the gift for 6 weeks.
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Originally posted by Jiggaboo_Johnson
You should care less about other people, what they think, what they do…once you become apathetic to humanity all these percived problems you have with them go away and you can function perfectly well without the need for drugs. Being unable to function without drugs is clearly a weakness.
but drugs feel good so get fucked up anyway
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